get down for the crown [scoob] let the place.. rock.. that ill shit [big] one two.. one two.. one two.. [scoob] brooklyn.. jfk, all my niggaz, richie
punk ass with holes Lil' niggas I done paved the way, y'all should thank 'em But if you think otherwise bring your boy over here so I can spank 'im I'll put an
had twenty four nigga gotta get the raw Run all them papi's spot, put one in his head at the door For the times that I paid for twenty an he gave me twelve
holly 'Tis the season to be jolly but, I hate Christmas I'm glad it only comes one time a year It was the night before Christmas and all through the house All
season to be jolly but, I hate Christmas I'm glad it only comes one time a year (Rap) It was the night before Christmas and all through the house, All
to blackness, not yet. Yet not quite enough comfort to ease the swell vision of sporadic patience for one moment that's passed, in an unnatural semi-
it's like my house, an if you ain't down wit tha an No Limit, then ride out, y'all hypin died down, its baskin an dried out, sparks poppin from the ground
but you'll have to get some nails Take credit, for anything embedded in the edit As long as you meant it when you said it And all of the kids laugh, when
fair Cause all the best soldiers we had ain't here They gone now, we all on our own now And most of those left ain't got no style You give em an inch
might've smoked one too many dimes in his time Now where you gonna be when the sun falls, brother Probably gathering your sheep with all these other
about all the babies that ain't fully born That's less fortunate like that man walkin' with one arm They tried to throw me up in a orphanage with all
all six to that papi that sold me flour Get a fresh baldy, make a few calls Shop at the mall, shoot a lil' ball Have all of my bitches on one telly
where your muthafuckin back was Im tired of y'all niggaz actors Y'all know what y'all gonna get And y'all niggaz know damn well who y'all fuckin wit
and you were peewee I don't blow shit out of proportion I'll stuff you in yo mama's stomach Rap her then make her have an abortion The Vince carter of
be one, tryin? to be real Tryin? to be unreal Tryin? to be super real, nigga Rest in peace to the ODB Greatest MC of all time, greatest performer One
Jo: Years from now, people will talk about us. One christmas eve 4 pennyless and ragad sisters put on an operatic tragedy for all of Concord. Filled
Christmastime, without fail, Mr. Grinch presents his Christmas tale! (The GRINCH appears and the WHOS gather around him) GRINCH I re-enact my Christmas tale! (He begins to declaim) Every who down in Whoville Liked Christmas